Entrail_JI

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] 

I hate horror. 

From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... 

All of it. 

I hate it. 

So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. 

And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. 

A crappy one at that. 

So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. 

And yet... 

[Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] 

Nope, I don't want it. 

Let me quit. 

※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game!

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This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. 

You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? 

If that's the case, who do I curse? 

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An SCP inspired story with its own twist!

Horror Game Developer: My games aren't that scary!

The purchase was a bit of an impulsive one. The moment I received the money, I converted it all into SP and bought the knife, leaving me with 3,322 SP left.

However, I felt that this was a necessary purchase.

Although the Dreamwalker was strong, I did need to be able to defend myself in case it was defeated. Perhaps, I could even use the Dreamwalker to help me defeat anomalies in order to grow the knife.

"Why are you bringing a knife with you? No..."

Kyle brought his hands towards his mouth.

"...Why are you here? Didn't you say that you wouldn't participate? If—"

"I already told you. I need inspiration for my new game."

Silence [1]